menial | 10 ~ comparing those worlds to this boring, normal life [audio/picture]

['Well. It sure got cold pretty fast, huh? Which means that I'm rapidly approaching the one-year mark, so I should really be proud. Or something. After burrowing myself away to avoid complications from refugees, my antisociality has reached a certain limit.

Unfortunately, I also have nothing to contribute beyond the observation about the weather which I already blithely used up there! Not that people can read my thoughts, but if they could, they'd find out. Well, they'd find out a lot of things. But who would want to anyway? It would just go on and on without any point.

Anyway, I guess I'll poorly disguise my attempt to see who's up for a random conversation with some kind of opener. Hey, if I were at home, this would be a mind-scarring Omegle session or something. At least I'm pretty sure I won't run into the usual problems stranger-chatting over the journal.'

...and so:]

So I found this in a book the other day.

Maybe this doesn't work as well over the journal, but I thought it was cool, anyway. Or at least different from discussions about fire and eternal suffering, continued kidnapping, disappearance, reappearance, cross-dressing, and so on.

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You were just unlucky that I heard you coming down the stairs. You should have been more bold, and gone out the window!

[Nevermind he was on what, the fifth floor?]

Ho ho, calling me 'Maron-chan' won't save you now, Kyon. [The tickling fingers, they are already beginning to appear.]

['Sounds like something Haruhi would suggest...']

... Wait, would calling you Maron-chan have saved me earlier?

[Trying to hop away within the confines of the ribbon...]

No. You wouldn't have been safe... unless you told me when you meant earlier!

[...she could be mean. She could be very mean and tug the ribbon. Make him trip. But that isn't like her. Instead, she'll just walk closer to him, fingers still threatening tickle torture.

As menacingly as someone who is 5' is, of course.]

['Kinda looks like she's pretending to be a ghost for a room of kindergartners.']

I don't know if I even remember what you're talking about at this point. Maron-chan.

['Hey, if there's any chance that that helps me curry favor, I'll take it.']

I know you do. Don't deny it!

[Maron is closer now. Close enough to brush fingers across his side. She's testing the tickling, seeing if it works.]

['Wait, this is seriously happening?!'

He immediately flinches away, then wishes he hadn't, and in recompense flinches back towards her. That way it feels more like poking than tickling.]

These interrogation techniques are outlawed by all kinds of conventions, you know...

Tickling isn't outlawed, Kyon.

[She's trying more now. He will be tickled, damn it!]

I don't have you tied up in another room or something. So out with it!

I'm pretty sure it is or should be...!

[...he manages to get out before he starts struggling and laughing and then squirming in earnest.]

How would being tied up in another room be worse anyway?!

I can do worse that way, this way isn't bad and you can try to escape.

[Not that he's probably expecting her to sit on him to keep him from moving. Like she's attempting to now.]

Just out with it! What did my reaction to that image say about me?

[TICKLETICKLETICKLETICKLE]

['Escape, huh?'

A thought which is promptly squelched by being sat on and tickled.]

--Oh, come on! Y-You obviously guessed!

Guessed what? Guessed that it was two people kissing at first? That's all I really guessed!

[Maron will make him laugh eventually, and the tickle torture may or may not stop then.]

You were the one teasing me, Kyon!

Past tense! Note the past tense!

[NOPE. He's losing the capacity to respond coherently with this.]

[No words. Just tickling. That's all there is. Maron will eventually put more into the tickling just to get her desired reaction.

Will you laugh, Kyon?]

[YES. YES HE WILL.]

[PERFECT. Maron will stay in her spot, but she'll stop tickle-torturing him and fold her arms instead.]

Will you talk now? Or will I have to resort to something so inhumane as tickle torture again?

--You're that heartless, huh?! Fine! ...What am I supposed to say?

I can be! [Already her hands are in the air, fingers wiggling. She is the cobra, ready to strike!]

As I recall, I believe your words were "your first reaction to an image says more about you than about the image," Kyon. Just what does that reaction say about me?

I don't even remember the reaction now!

I thought it was two people kissing and then you said what you said to me!

[Hands are getting closer to his sides again. Tickle torture is imminent.]

['Damn it!']

W-Well, obviously it means you're a romantic!

[She's lookin' kind of cynical at that.]

Are you lying to me, Kyon? I know where you live, you know.

--You obviously already have an idea of what it means, so why don't you tell me?

Fine. Perhaps that I'm desperate for a relationship or something so that's why I'd see something like that.

['OK, I have an idea.']

What would you have to be desperate about? I'm sure there'd be plenty of guys lining up if you wanted one.

[...if anything, Kyon? Smart man. Very.]

...I-- no. I don't. And even if I did I probably wouldn't even notice it! Especially not if they're guys like Chiaki back home, ugh.

[But the hands that were threatening to tickle have left, and Kyon is safe! ...for now.]

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